Page 329 of Affair

When he slid to a stop, he went up on his back legs, ran at the fence, and jumped into the field over it.

Well, holy shit.

Apparently, Elizabeth sent his animals—two of them, at least.

When he heard the whistle, his head snapped toward the sound, and that’s when he saw the figure walking through the mist.

And he knew.

“Gamble?” he whispered, as he got closer.

When he appeared, and he could see him, his heart thundered in his chest, much like Diablo had sounded racing toward him.

Well, holy shit.

Gamble had followed him to England.

And he knew this was going to be one hell of an adventure.

Call it a hunch.